The Little Great White Bite Fright

There we were, having a frolic... I let him off the leash, as you do...

And Rover starts getting a bit frisky, as he does...

And the next thing I know,,, the little devil's nipped me.

Oh, you want the truth?

I had an op this week, to cut out a cancerous skin lump, a basal cell carcinoma. Quite interesting to watch – above my left knee. All seemingly clean now, waiting another week to have the stitches out.

But, in the meantime, What do I do with it?

I mean, there must be a story here…

The writers’ block is receding…

I’ll sleep on it…

Yes!

“There we were, me and Rover, having a frolic in our little backwater at the Great Barrier Reef State Park…”

Check it out in some future book…